Marvel: The Psychologist Who Stole Wanda and Gwen's Hearts!

So Lorien didn’t deal with this matter at all.

No—strictly speaking, it hadn’t reached the point where he needed to.

Hela had been with him for so long, she would know what to do.

So Aria went to Hela and told her about it.

"Asgardian refugees?"

Hela was busy playing a game.

When she heard they were the last surviving Asgardians, she paused to think.

"Are there many?"

"More than thirty," Aria replied.

Hearing there were only thirty or so, Hela let out a "merciful" sigh of relief.

"Good. A small number is fine—too many would be a hassle."

The Asgardians: ???

Lorien had guessed right. Hela had no feelings toward the Asgardians, nor toward Thor or Loki. She had never even met those two brothers. How could she possibly feel anything for them?

She didn’t know any of those thirty-odd people either, so why would she care? She had been imprisoned for thousands of years—any lingering feelings would have long since faded.

The only time she showed real emotion was when she saw the Asgard continent shatter. She cried in Lorien’s arms. Those tears were genuine. But they were for Asgard itself. Nothing else.

So yes, there was a connection. But don’t overstate it. It’s like going home for the New Year and meeting relatives you’re technically related to but have never met in your life. Don’t come up saying, "I held you when you were a baby!" There’s a connection, but no closeness.

Aria didn’t care about all that. She was just there to deliver the message.

"My master said this matter is for you to handle yourself. If you handle it well, that’s good. If not, he didn’t mention the consequences."

Hela: !

Hela froze. But she knew there was no way this was without rewards or punishment. Lorien simply wanted to see how she would handle it.

Thinking of that, Hela paused her game and started to think. But Aria was Lorien’s secretary—why not ask her?

"Aria, should I sacrifice my people for the greater good?"

The Asgardians: ???

Your first option is sacrificing family for the greater good? Are you even Asgardian!?

But Aria replied neutrally.

"It means ignoring personal feelings and family bonds, treating even your kin with ruthless indifference."

She didn’t add anything else, just explained the phrase.

Hela understood immediately. If she could sacrifice her people today, then tomorrow she could just as easily dismiss Lorien’s feelings. So "sacrifice family for the greater good" was out.

She thought again.

"Send them into seclusion? There are only thirty or so left. The Asgard continent is gone, their descendants won’t have divine power. Eventually, aside from being a bit stronger physically, they’ll be no different from Earthlings."

Aria didn’t answer—she just explained.

"Seclusion means withdrawing from worldly affairs, living quietly and peacefully."

That sounded better to Hela. Certainly better than killing her own people.

Besides, most of the Asgardians’ strength had come from the God King and the continent itself, which constantly nourished them. Now the continent was gone. Without it, ordinary Asgardians would only grow weaker with each generation. Only those born with divine power, like Thor, would remain strong.

Decision made, Hela asked,

"When will those thirty-odd people arrive on Cybertron?"

Aria checked with her clone first, then replied from her main body.

"Tomorrow around noon."

Hela nodded, climbed up from the carpet, and said,

"Then I’ll go tell Lorien the plan."

With that, Hela rushed off to find Lorien.

At that moment, Lorien was still waiting for Gwen to come back. She had just finished looking at New York University.

"Lorien~!"

Hela came running over and shared her idea.

When he heard about the seclusion plan, Lorien nodded in approval.

"Good. That’s a solid solution. Norway or other parts of Europe have plenty of remote towns where people look similar to them. We’ll prepare a few supplies, drop them there, and they can settle down."

"As for teleportation, you ask Wanda. I won’t go."

But as soon as he said that, he thought about the trouble of involving Wanda. And Thor wasn’t even an Avenger. Why not just hand this over to the Avengers instead?

So Lorien tossed a small teleportation device to Hela.

"Forget Wanda. When you see them, use this to send them straight to the Avengers Compound. The Avengers will handle the rest. If they want answers, they can ask them."

Perfect. He had dumped the matter off again. Better the Avengers explain everything than waste his own time.

"Okay~!"

Hela happily accepted the device. This was the first task Lorien had given her. She was overjoyed at the chance to do it well.

After that, she ran back to start planning. Then she would contact Natasha or another Avenger to take over the matter.

...

Not long after that, Gwen finally arrived at the building and ran straight to Lorien.

She jumped into his arms with a bright smile.

"Great, Lorien!"

"I’ve decided on a university with George!"

"We’re choosing one in New York! It might be New York University!"

Once the decision was made, Gwen felt half-liberated already. When she actually got into college, she would be completely free.

Clap, clap, clap—Lorien clapped his hands.

"Let’s call Wanda and go out for a walk."

"Okay!"

So the two called Wanda. Soon after, the Ballerina Twins also came over to join them.

Lorien snapped his fingers.

Snap!

The five of them vanished on the spot and reappeared on a yacht.

Seeing the yacht, Wanda couldn’t help but press her legs together slightly. She remembered the wild experience she’d had here—when Lorien had nearly pushed her to collapse with just his hands. Yes, only his hands.

Gwen pursed her lips. She too recalled Lorien seeking her out in broad daylight to talk about company matters. Her brain had completely shut down back then—she couldn’t even remember what he’d said. Did she have to go through that again?

Ahem. But Lorien’s purpose this time wasn’t that. He wanted to take them out on a cruise.

The yacht had been enhanced by Lorien with a time-space buff, making travel anywhere in the country unbelievably easy. No matter the destination, they could get there in an instant.

"Yacht, set sail."

At his command, the yacht’s surface shimmered with dazzling light.

Cyber yacht. If it doesn’t look flashy, can you even call it a cyber yacht?

"Please enter your destination."

Lorien glanced at the two girls.

"Anywhere you want to go?"

Wanda thought for a moment, then looked at the sky that was already turning dark.

"Let’s go somewhere where it’s still daytime."

She glanced at Gwen, who immediately nodded in agreement.

"Let’s go see daylight somewhere else."

"Alright then. Yacht, find the sun."

Finding daytime was simple. Stars didn’t move, but Earth revolved around the sun. All they had to do was sail to the sunlit side.

The yacht started up and began chasing the sun.

"Let’s go to the bow and watch the shift from night to day."

The three of them moved to the bow, stretched out on deck chairs, and rested.

The Ballerina Twins went to the bar, brought out wine and glasses, and poured drinks for the three.

Watching this, Lorien turned to Wanda.

"How was the Ballerinas’ makeup this morning?"

Wanda froze, staring at him in disbelief.

"Can’t you tell?"

Ahem. Lorien leaned in to take a closer look. Wanda already had delicate features, and with little body hair, the differences weren’t obvious. But after careful inspection, he noticed the subtle changes.

"How could I not? Your eyebrows and eyelashes are shaped perfectly."

"Hehe~" Wanda laughed.

"What do you mean, ’makeup’?" Gwen asked curiously.

It was better to show than explain. Lorien looked at the Twins.

"Take Gwen to the bathroom and let her try it."

Gwen, full of curiosity, followed them out.

Wanda sipped her champagne.

Beep, beep—

At that moment, Lorien’s phone buzzed.

He checked it and saw two messages arrive at the same time.

[Natasha: Sersi sent word. The Eternals have split internally at the activation site, and the Celestial Seed is about to activate.]

[Hela: Where are you guys? Are you coming back tonight?]

Lorien replied to Natasha first.

[Lorien: Tell Sersi that before the Celestial Seed awakens, she just needs to activate the energy I prepared for her.]

[Natasha: Got it. I’ve already told her.]

He then answered Hela.

[Lorien: On a yacht. Might not be back tonight. Just play your games.]

[Hela: Yacht? You’re throwing a party without me!?]

[Lorien: A yacht’s just a yacht. What party? I’m still working.]

[Hela: Oh please, sooner or later it’ll turn into that. Can I teleport over?]

[Lorien: Go teleport somewhere else and have fun. Don’t bother me. If you try to show up here, don’t blame me for being ruthless.]

[Hela: Then I’ll just come early—or after.]

When Lorien read that, he knew Hela was determined to stir up trouble.

[Lorien: Fine. You’ll find out when you get here.]

[Hela: Understood!]

After sending the messages, Lorien put away his phone.

You just wait, little girl.

If you dare show up, I’ll make sure you can’t handle it. Let’s see how much you can really take.

"Wow! Lorien! Bella and Aria’s makeup is amazing!"

At that moment, Gwen came skipping over and stopped beside Lorien, showing off her face.

Lorien glanced at her.

"Wow!"

This time, Gwen didn’t just have her face touched up—Aria had also applied light makeup. It wasn’t much, but it made her look stunning!

Gwen’s lips were naturally soft and glossy, so Aria applied something to highlight them, making them look like freshly washed fruit, tempting enough to bite into! Combined with the subtle touches here and there, her already perfect face somehow looked even better—like her beauty had gone from a perfect 100 to 110.

"So pretty."

Lorien praised her, then pinched her chin, pulled her close, and gave her a playful bite.

"You’re so annoying!"

Gwen slapped his shoulder and quickly darted away.

Wanda, watching from the side, felt a little envious but also curious.

"Come with me, Aria, I want to try it too."

Aria went with her. Lorien, intrigued by how Aria did her makeup, stood up.

"I’m going to see how she does it."

He walked into the yacht and saw Wanda sitting on a chair, tilting her face up. Aria stood beside her with makeup tools, while Bella silently assisted, handing and taking the tools with perfect timing. The two worked so seamlessly, it was as if they shared a single mind.

Before long, Wanda’s makeup was done. She didn’t look in the mirror right away—instead, she turned to Lorien.

"Does it look good?!"

Lorien didn’t even need words. He gave her a thumbs up and nodded.

Only then did Wanda look into the mirror.

"Mmm!"

She covered her mouth in surprise. She really did look beautiful—much better than when she tried on her own!

Born in the small country of Sokovia, Wanda never had the chance to use makeup, and later, even when she could, she never felt the need. Naturally, she never learned the skill. But now, with just a few strokes from Aria, she was seeing a new version of herself.

She had always been beautiful, but now, like Gwen, her looks had surpassed the limit.

"This is amazing!"

Wanda said happily, then rushed out to find Gwen so they could admire each other’s new looks.

...

Lorien had planned to lie back down, but when he saw the sun rising beyond the horizon, he headed to the top deck to enjoy the view. The twins, Aria and Bella, came too. The skyline was breathtaking.

Wanda and Gwen noticed it as well, but then they suddenly remembered something.

"We want to practice yoga! Lorien! Let Bella or Aria teach us!"

Lorien’s eyes lit up at the idea. He looked at Aria.

"Go on, teach them well."

Aria nodded gracefully and went over to instruct them.

Of course, yoga required proper clothes, so once Wanda and Gwen changed into their stretchable yoga outfits, Lorien was immediately struck by the sight.

Those legs, that waist, those hips, that chest, that face...

Especially when Aria led them through warm-ups, loosening their muscles. The three stood facing each other in a triangle, moving in sync.

Lifting their legs, pressing down, bending forward, stretching... Every move looked mesmerizing on Gwen and Wanda’s perfect figures. Even as beginners, their poses weren’t precise, but when someone looked that good, everything they did was beautiful.

From the rooftop, Lorien felt his head spinning. This was too much of a feast for the eyes!

Bella, watching from behind, glanced at him. Then she walked over, squatted in front of him, and asked,

"Master, do you need Bella’s help?"

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Ah... Lorien thought for a moment. Honestly, it would be exciting, but... maybe not the best idea?

Just then, with a flash of blue light, Hela appeared behind him. She had teleported over using his coordinates. Looking at Lorien and Bella, she asked,

"What are you two doing?"

"No one was," Lorien smirked, "but now that you’re here, we can."

"Huh?"

Damn it!

Lorien turned and walked toward her, Bella rising to follow. The three of them disappeared near the railing, though only moving closer to the center.

"Bella, hold her for me."

"Master, like this?"

"Yes, just like that."

Seeing the motion, Hela panicked, kicking wildly.

"No, no, no! I’m going to die!"

"You won’t die, don’t worry."

...

On the first-floor deck, Wanda and Gwen continued practicing yoga with Aria. On the third floor, Lorien, Bella, and Hela were "playing cards."

As Aria taught below, she couldn’t help but sense Bella’s happiness above. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the third floor. The others were gone.

Aria: ?

Did Bella sneak off to play with the Master? No way. Or maybe the Master took her? Possibly. But there was no sign of anything unusual. So even if they were "playing," it wasn’t in that sense. Or maybe he didn’t take her at all?

...

The yacht chased the rising sun, the reflection across the ocean growing brighter and brighter. With its incredible speed, it felt as though they were chasing yesterday itself, as if time was running backwards.

On the deck, Gwen and Wanda practiced yoga from dusk until dawn. Meanwhile, on the third floor, the card game was in full swing. Lorien was Bella’s downwind player, and Bella was Hela’s upwind. Bella deliberately blocked Hela’s plays, allowing Lorien’s double kings and four twos to go on a rampage!